JG is right. He's threatened and it's unlikely that he'll be supportive of your efforts to help yourself.
I remember a point early in my recovery where I nearly had a breakdown (maybe I did). I started crying and couldn't stop. I stomped around the house talking to myself and bawling. Luckily, no one else was home. I was mad, sad, confused, scared - every emotion you could name.
I got it out. I then had two choices - go backward or trudge forward. I decided to go forward and haven't looked back since.
Sometimes when you begin to really see things, it is scary and hard. But it is better than pretending.
You're right where you're supposed to be Breec. Don't give up.
L